Nikhil Parekh

entirely on their own

Reason to fear was with those who had resplendently sparkling sight; aseventhe tiniest thought of a blur obfuscating their eyes; made themuncontrollably tremble towards the aisles of nothingness, While the ones blind since the very first cry of birth; surgedintrepidlyforward with nothing to lose; as the only Sun for them was an island ofwholesomely penalizing blackness…..Reason to fear was with those who had fathomless treasuries of gold andcompassionate belonging; as even the tiniest thought of misery comingtheirway; made them frantically chew the last chunk of their skins, While the ones brutally orphaned and penniless since the very first cryofbirth; merrily gallivanted forward with nothing to lose; as the mostmajestic cheer for them; was their soul of despicably waveringloneliness….Reason to fear was with those who had perennially floated in opulentwinesand tantalizing food; as even the tiniest thought of prosperitydesertingthem; made them sweat like a orward with nothing to lose; as their mostcharismatically sensuous expression was a despondent dungeon ofremorsefullylambasting silence…..Reason to fear was with those who had enchantingly vibrant ears; aseven thetiniest thought of voices abandoning them; made them insanely wanderthroughclouds of frazzled emptiness, While the ones perpetually deaf since the very first cry of birth; harmoniously surged forward with nothing to lose; as their mostpoignantlyvolatile inspiration to exist was a graveyard of pin drop solitude….Reason to fear was with those who were unconquerable kings; as even thetiniest thought of the diamonds popping out from their pompous crowns; madethem inexplicably beat their fists towards the corridors of diabolicalhell, While the ones opprobriously squelched like rotten tomatoes since theveryfirst cry of their birth; exuberantly surged forward with nothing tolose; as their most pristine moments in life were nothing but a gutter ofunsurpassable filth….Reason to fear was with those who incessantly tantalized themselveswith thefeathers of enchanting desire; as even the tiniest thought of allnubilefantasy abnegating them; made them maniacally bleed in threadbare dust, While the ones bizarrely lynched since the very first cry of birth; blisteringly flew forward with nothing to lose; as their mostgloriouslyfecund prowess was to procreate none like their own….And reason to fear was with those who passionately palpitated intofireballsof togetherness every instant; as even the tiniest thought of theirbelovedbetraying them; made them desperately rip apart their veins into aninfiniteungainly bits, While the ones disparagingly bereft of love since the very first cry ofbirth; phlegmatically ticktocked forward with nothing to lose; as themostmarvelously cherished aspect of their survival; was to be left entirelyontheir own.